Visitor

Well, I can see that I'm my one an only visitor... Today I am watching the Serviceberry tree outside my window, (the bud picture below is this tree). I see all the pretty blossoms waiting ... I am hoping to see a bee or some other flying bug capable of pollinating these blooms -- as I am so waiting for the big red berries that the robins will go to great lengths to pluck off the tree. Of course this is all for my amusement -- outside my window. I planted the tree to entice the birds. I added a copper bird bath as well. For a few years not much has happened in this little niche. I saw more wasps then birds. But this spring, I did see a chickadee visit quite a few times in one day -- but I haven't seen him since. Perhaps he was scoping the wreath on my front door that seems to attract nesting birds -- but gave up at the sight of the big aluminum foil ball I placed strategically in the wreath to discourage the suitability of bird home building -- primarily from the stand point that we have many times been unable to use the front door for fear of babies falling out of their nest inside our foyer.

What does this have to do with art? I'm not really quite sure. Seeing as I only have an audience of one with this blog, I don't feel quite the need to perform the expected duties of art collecting musing... maybe that is what is happening with the bees and the birds who seem reluctant to come to my window.